Thirty-one days (or well, okay, thirty) days of food come to an end. I must say, like I’ve repeated before, that so many days of blogging about food turned out…
Hmmm….. okay. I will do a double whammy: another blast from the past, on cravings and other pregnant myths (or not?), and I will also admit to liking the following…
Sancocho!!! Originally uploaded by Madame Meow So remember the other day when I was whining…. …wait. Does it seem that I’m always whining? I thought I’d check, because I get…
Remember gentlemen, it’s not just France we are fighting for, it’s Champagne! ~ Winston Churchill, WWI In this entry, I…
Today marks a momentous day in the Meowhold: Herr Meow saw his first movie in a real theater today. We were pretty nervous about taking a two-year old to the…
Yup– day Whatever in my pseudo-strike against writing so damn much about food and all is well. So here is an offering which I’m willing to bet many of you…
In the long-deceased but extremely-well-loved-by-a-small-fraction-of-the-population show My So-Called Life, Angela Chase, the main character, waxes poetic in one episode about the way her father heats up leftovers. He, as we…
Taking a night off– we had lentils again! So go read my post on why I love lentils: Lentil Be Thank you for stopping by and reading! And stay classy,…
I’m starting to feel a little burnt out on writing about food. It’s not that there is no inspiration left, because for one, if you’re writing and you like it…
Let’s see.. We had tuna and veggie kebabs and rice for dinner (all hail, Whole Paycheck’s fish!). I am tempted to use Herr-Meow-speak to refer to certain things– like rice…
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